Bag the Babysitter

Thanks to the wonders of digital photography, Mark knew he could use the pictures in as many ways as he wanted. There was nothing to stop him manipulating Jenny, Brad, and Sarah in turn- as long as he was discreet. He needn't even stop there; what he had was equally an emotional rein on Jenny's teenage boyfriend and on Jenny's respectable parents. Still, flicking through the pictures, his balls stirred more at one prospect than the others, and that was making the young babysitter perform for him alone. Mark posted the pictures, with explicit instructions of what he expected of Jenny that would prevent him from sending the pictures to her parents.

The next day, as the postman made his rounds at the appointed time, Mark waited in his bedroom, and watched through binoculars as he put the distinctive envelope in the letter box of Jenny's parents' house, at the corner of the street. Moments later, Jenny came bounding out to collect the mail, wearing a cropped white tee and a short, short pleated skirt. A quiver of anticipation passed through Mark's balls as he wondered how the sweet teen would respond to his indecent proposals, and his hand reached down beneath the window to wrap around his dick.

Within five minutes of receiving the pictures, Jenny appeared at her bedroom window. Mark trained his binoculars in see what she was doing, and found her watching back though binoculars of her own. The pretty blonde began sucking her thumb in a display of innocence that only reminded Mark further of her adventures the previous night. His cock began to swell with the memory, even as the pretense of innocence ended, and her hand slipped down from her face to cup her right breast, first over, then under her tee. Mark knew he had the response he was looking for and began pumping his hand on his rigid dick furiously, carelessly letting his cock trip up over the window ledge, where Jenny could see the extent of his voyeurism. The babysitter licked her lips in response.

Satisfied that she had captured Mark's undivided attention, Jenny dropped her binoculars and leaned forward, pressing her lips against the glass, and, with her hands, releasing her ample tits from her shirt. In Mark's mind the distance between them disappeared, and he imagined his raging cock slipping in between those plump red lips, his hands groping those firm young tits. He knew he was near to spilling his seed on the floor of his bedroom, but he had more chores for his newly-acquired babysitter to perform first, so he reluctantly withdrew his hand from his cock, which continued to course with lust on its own.

Suddenly, Jenny turned around, pulling up he skirt to reveal her naked ass, and her perfect, shaved cunt. This was too much for Mark, and he finally came, his cum sticking to his glass of his window. Jenny picked up the binoculars again, and seeing her handiwork, licked her own window-pane, as though hungry for Mark's semen. Mark's softening dick began to throb with renewed vigor at Jenny's apparent appetite, just as she disappeared from her window.

Moments later, the tall, shapely girl left her front door and began slinking down the street like it was a cat-walk. She was coming towards Mark's door, still in the same almost-nothing. By the time Marks' doorbell rang, his cock was once more achingly hard.